Half of the twenty-three barricades were damaged, Zhang's mansion was beaten to pieces, Gengjin and Renshui's qi were raging in the twenty-three barricades, Zeye and Yuan Tianfa swore to kill Rahu, Yue Lin and Dongfang Han blocked it with all their might, for which the two sides fought hard, but always restrained the battle between the four and the guards, and did not involve everyone.

The light in Rahu's eyes slowly dimmed, and his body fell to the ground like a pillar of heaven collapsing, and his life and death were uncertain.

"Ah, it's a pity to die, I thought it would be difficult to kill you, and Mu Qing did me a great favor." Yuan Tianfa gloated at the unconscious Rahu, and was about to leave with Zeye with a long roar, when more than twenty rainbows of light rose from the ground, but were blocked by the magnificent golden light.

Are you making trouble with me and want to leave?

Yue Lin stopped in front of the group with an expressionless face, the bright golden light attached to his body, shattering the space with great force, and the black hole behind him frantically sucked everything into the void.

"Give twenty-three blockades, and bury them!" Pointing to the sky with one hand and the ground with the other, the hideous tiger in Yue Lin's pupils appeared more and more clearly, and countless sword lights and sword shadows fell from the sky, shrouding Yuan Tianfa and his party.

Damn, this is desperate?

Yuan Tianfa secretly hated, a crazy golden spirit body, to be honest, it was difficult to deal with, and the out-of-control spiritual sense would draw the power of metal within a radius of thousands of miles to destroy everything.

The dark golden metal particles converged into a torrent, Yuan Tianfa laughed angrily, not to be outdone, his hands were folded in front of his chest, the bronze light was hazy, the sound of the sound was endless, and ten thousand beasts roared out, crashing head-on into the metal torrent.

One of the nine tripods?!

Yue Lin's expression was solemn, Kyushu is known as the mountains and rivers of Jiuding Town, Jiuding supports the heaven and earth, and the Jiuding body that carries the luck of Kyushu is divided into eight parts, which are kept by the eight sons of the Yuan Emperor, and the Yuan Tianfa is clearly the Bazhou Ding who has suppressed the luck of the Bazhou Yuwen family, and only the Jiuding that has carried the luck of the human race after the three emperors and five emperors can compete with the terrifying divine power of heaven and man.

"Ding?" Looking at the bronze giant tripod rising above Yuan Tianfa's head, Yue Lin's face changed, since ancient times, only the three items of Zhong and Ding and the tower are difficult to refine, one is that the three things of the Zhong and Ding Pagoda symbolize the system of human rituals and music, and the other three things are all things that inherit the luck of the Heavenly Dao, and the Donghuang Bell, the Desolate Tower and the Netherworld Holy Ding, which are the most holy in heaven and earth, are all the existence that the monks look up to!

"That's right, Ding, Emperor Yu suppressed the mountains and rivers made of the fragments of Jiuding in Kyushu, and the luck of a state is enough to suppress you twenty-three blockades!" Yuan Tianfa laughed wildly, and the eight black Jiao plunged into the Bazhou Ding to absorb the luck of Bazhou, and the power of yin and yang poured into the black Jiao's body to turn into a dragon!

Give me, get on your knees!

Yuan Tianfa looked solemn, his right hand reached into the dingzhong, and slowly drew out a sword, the third of the eight black jiao, had already begun to show signs of dragonization, with a single horn in front of his forehead, two horns in the back of his head, and scales.

You deserve it too!

Yue Lin was furious, pointed at the sky with one hand, and dragged the terrifying sword light that was enough to split the entire twenty-three barricades in half and slashed down angrily at Yuan Tianhua!

The swords collided in mid-air, and a thousand splendor erupted.

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"Since ancient times, emperors have worn swords, I don't understand." A man sitting in front of him sat in the restaurant, looking at the shocking battle on the other side with an expressionless face.

That's because we are concerned about the rivers and lakes and the swordsman is attached to the country, one is willing to roam in the sky and the earth, and the other is willing to go into the lost track to pursue the ultimate.

Sword King, Sword Emperor.

A knife that is willing to be invincible with a hot edge; A sword is a joy in the suffering on the road of riding the dragon. The Tao is different, and they do not conspire with each other.

The guy who had always been wearing a linen robe had never been willing to take away the mortal clothes that had been bound too much to the rolling red dust since he entered the Heavenly Sect, even if his sword could not be blocked by more than a palm in the entire Heavenly Sect.

Including elders and leaders.

"It's no wonder that your ascension needs me to personally pick it up, this is what you really value in the Heavenly Sect."

Wrong, what they want is the red dust of me, an outsider, not me, the same sword, but into the red dust, the sword is alone, but it can dominate the sky, there has always been a debate about which is stronger and weaker than nine long and nine short, and the sword is definitely stronger than the knife, and the knife is not lost in the technical attack, but lost in the wrong place The wrong character is the wrong time.

The man looked at this man who was called the demon knife in a daze, he was sitting there with his waist bent, but there was a whole piece of rivers and lakes to say, but there was invincible capital to laugh at.

I have twenty-four righteous sons, who were once called Dala Blood Feathers, and they are experts in killing people, and they are not inferior to our inner disciples with knives. There is even one person, Yan Tiannan, buried in the snow with one hand, buried sentient beings, buried dry bones, and the future is a bright mess, if he uses a knife, he will naturally be the first knife sect in the sky and on the ground.

The Sword Sect intercepts the river, and the Sword Saint returns to dust, but the real swordsman knows that only those who use the knife to become supernatural can be called the Sword Sect.

"It's a pity that he doesn't just use knives." The man sighed.

Yes, he doesn't just use knives, but he's such a freak, no matter what comes into his hands, he can be superb, can turn decay into magic, he may be the true invincible we have always longed for.

"Qingling, I've said this, how can there be true invincibility in the world?" The man was displeased, dissatisfied with Luo Qingling's self-confidence and pride.

When you see him, you'll understand. Maybe he is not really invincible, but it is rare to meet an opponent for three hundred years, and there is no problem.

The demon knife laughed, drank all the wine in the bowl, Luo Qingling, who was more than a nail younger than before his ascension, asked for a fake immortality, but there was no bullshit fairy wind bones to speak of.

After ascending, I realized that those so-called immortals, Shouyuan still had an end, and they were still pursuing true immortality.

Ascension is nothing but a huge lie.

I still need to eat, I still have desires, and I still can't cut the six roots.

It's just that I changed my place to practice, I changed my place to flutter, and I changed to a bigger rolling red dust.

"The little tiger is cruel to himself, it is his fault, his heart is too soft, he may never be able to find the true body of the white tiger." Luo Qingling suddenly became depressed and looked up to the west.

"Why, how many do you know over there?" The man raised an eyebrow.

Acquaintance is acquaintance, not very familiar, and there is a younger generation who has lived for tens of thousands of years and sleepwalked.

"Do you want to make a move?"

You underestimate them too much, they die so easily, and you still talk about fighting for hegemony and becoming kings.

The demon knife laughed to himself, and the wine in the bowl was not dry.

White Emperor.

Suddenly, the laughing demon knife squinted, put down the bowl that had been brought to his mouth, and looked to that side.

Twenty-three barricades stood still.

"My father......" A solemn man with a statue of a god descended with golden light, looked at Luo Hu lying on the ground with an expressionless face, stood behind Yue Lin, and held a big axe instead of a giant sword with both hands, and slashed at Yuan Tian.

"The White Emperor God descended, and you are also worthy?!" Yuan Tianfa looked at the White Emperor's clone with a law phase as high as three zhang in disbelief, as if he was facing the peak Rahu.

Shocked to wake up the white tiger, he sharpened his claws and wanted to kill.

It's up to me. Yue Lin looked at Yuan Tianfa with a smile, and the hands of the White Emperor Law Xiang fell!

"Let's go!" Yuan Tianfa roared angrily, and Bazhou Ding slammed into the giant axe, and Zeye and the others disappeared.

Click.

A crack appeared on the Bazhou Ding and disappeared.

Yue Lin stands, like the majesty of the White Emperor.